Welcome to the Jungle

Come on down to the jungle.

The jungle where we play.

All types of animals are here 

with many sights on display.

It does not matter your preference

or even why you wish to see.

All that matters is that you know

in the jungle;

all are

FREE.

SHACKLED

is where

people can drive,

live their big ole city lives; 

full of fake ole city vibes;

pretending to be a jungle animal,

trying to deceive who?

Nobody with open eyes like me and you-

At least we jungle people

can think

on our 

own.

Author's Note

new edit thanks to emipoemi

Reviews

[emipoemi]

To be honest, I quite enjoyed this poem. It had a good vibe and a relatively good flow, and it really had a pull that draws readers in. The first part of the piece is pretty much brilliant!! The musicality is iffy with a couple of lines, but the first part is fantastic. The second part starts off well, but kind of loses momentum and it felt like you got bored and tried to find a way to end it quickly. No, no, no. Let poetry end naturally. it's much more rewarding. You have a bunch of juicy lines in the second part, but they all seem clumped together without much justification from the transitions. It just felt sloppy. Starting from the line "Small towns people....." (which actually should be "small town"....that phrase isn't pluralized). Extend and expand those ideas, and experiment with them until you feel that poem ends naturally. This is otherwise brilliant! Well done!

[kianatahleigh]

I really appreciate the feedback, thank you for reading as well.

[emipoemi]

my pleasure.

[wordman]

great thoughts,maybe we can think on our own

[kianatahleigh]

thank you.

[wordman]

you`re welcome